There's just so much red tape
And so much processed shit
Only so much a man can take
And no way to deal with it
Tiny dogs in little pink sweaters whimper, "The end is near"
Things get worse before they get better
Or didn't you hear?
Down
Down
Down
We'll be transplanting lost souls for bleeding hearts
In the lounge upstairs the VIP's hang where all the cool kids are
There's just so much red tape
And so much processed shit
And there's so much a man can take
No way to deal with it
Tiny dogs in little pink sweaters whimper, "The end is near"
Things get worse before they get better
Or didn't you hear?
Down
Down
Down
We'll be transplanting lost souls for bleeding hearts
In the lounge upstairs the VIP's hang where all the cool kids are
In the lounge upstairs the VIP's hang where all the cool kids are
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There's just so much red tape
And so much processed shit
Only so much a man can take
And no way to deal with it
Tiny dogs in little pink sweaters whimper, "The end is near"
Things get worse before they get better
Or didn't you hear?
Down
Down
Down
We'll be transplanting lost souls for bleeding hearts
In the lounge upstairs the VIP's hang where all the cool kids are
There's just so much red tape
And so much processed shit
And there's so much a man can take
No way to deal with it
Tiny dogs in little pink sweaters whimper, "The end is near"
Things get worse before they get better
Or didn't you hear?
Down
Down
Down
We'll be transplanting lost souls for bleeding hearts
In the lounge upstairs the VIP's hang where all the cool kids are
In the lounge upstairs the VIP's hang where all the cool kids are
And so much processed shit
Only so much a man can take
And no way to deal with it
Tiny dogs in little pink sweaters whimper, "The end is near"
Things get worse before they get better
Or didn't you hear?
Down
Down
Down
We'll be transplanting lost souls for bleeding hearts
In the lounge upstairs the VIP's hang where all the cool kids are
There's just so much red tape
And so much processed shit
And there's so much a man can take
No way to deal with it
Tiny dogs in little pink sweaters whimper, "The end is near"
Things get worse before they get better
Or didn't you hear?
Down
Down
Down
We'll be transplanting lost souls for bleeding hearts
In the lounge upstairs the VIP's hang where all the cool kids are
In the lounge upstairs the VIP's hang where all the cool kids are
Writer: Scott Valentine
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid